Willy Wonka x The Once-Ler

Chapter 1: Chocolate Pimp Leaves The Factory

3rd POV:

Willy Wonka laid on a long, fancy, black leather couch in his factory's entrance hall. An Oompa Loompa sat in a red, tall backed, leather chair with a clipboard in hand.

"I'm just lacking in variety in my chocolate now." Willy sighed. "The flavors are just.. bland. The same ol' same ol'."

He abruptly sat up as an idea popped into his head. "That's just it." He breathed. "What if I explored the world for more exciting flavors? I could discover something completely new. Like when I found you Oompa Loompas."

He turned to the Oompa Loompa therapist sitting in the chair a few feet away from him. "You're really good at this." He said to him. To which the Oompa Loompa took off his glasses and nodded.

Willy swung his legs over the left side of the couch as he strutted over to his coat and glasses on the floor and put them on. He then exited the factory and went to his glass elevator where he selected a button labeled 'pilot'.

A screen behind him flashed on as he turned around. He entered random coordinates on the screen as it beeped twice. He held his hands in front of him on his cane as the elevator took off into the sky to a valley covered in beautiful, silky trees.

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The Once-Ler sighed as he backed up and put one arm over his chest, holding up his other arm resting under his chin. He looked over his latest invention. The thneed.

He nodded and picked up his newly made invention and strung it around his neck like a scarf. He turned around and began to walk towards his front door, grabbing his guitar in the process.

He opened his door to find The Lorax playing what looked to be a card game with a barbaloot, humming fish, and baby swan that kept pecking at the fish's cards.

The Once-Ler made his way over to Melvin and strapped the thneed advertisement across his back.

"Oh hey, going out to sell that piece of garbage, huh?" The Lorax looked over.

"Oh, yeah, I am. What're going to do, try and stop me? Wierdo."

"No, I'm not going to try and stop you, but I'm just confused as to why you decided you cut down one of my trees to make that thing." The Lorax replied as The Once-Ler tuned his guitar and lightly strummed it a few times.

"Yeah, well you're not the target market, mustache." The Once-Ler countered. To which The Lorax only hummed and turned back to the card game.

The Once-Ler sighed as he flung his guitar around to lay on his back. He grabbed Melvin's briddle and began to walk towards town.

He walked along the path to the city when he heard a rocket sounding noise come from behind him. Then a small 'ding'. The Once-Ler and Melvin both turned to face the sound to see a glass box with many buttons on the inside.

However, that's not what he was focusing on most. Inside the box he found a figure wearing a red coat and another black fur coat over it and black goggle-like glasses with purple glass.

He was only one or two meters away from him as the doors opened and the man walked out. His bobbed hair cut bobbing with his movement. (Heh see what I did there)

"Er- hi! I'm Willy Wonka." He greeted as he held out a purple latex gloved hand as it squeaked a little.

"Once-Ler" I responded as I shook his gloved hands with my green gloved ones.

Oh ho ho? One chapter done? I honestly don't know why I'm writing this I was just bored and I was like. Willy Wonka and The Once-Ler. Hmmmm. Whatever, what do I have to lose. So uh.. have this garbage of a masterpiece.